Category: Fiction

1970s

Tony was someone I knew at school. He was not what you may describe as a friend; he was not what you may describe as an enemy or even worse a nonentity. He was someone who was maybe friends of others in the group in which I mixed. He was someone who was always on the edges of what was going on. Tony was a quiet, and quite sensitive boy who mostly struggled in class and so meandered into the lower grades without being good at any of the sports the school concentrated on. He was also not one of the bullies or bullied, in fact he hated fights and violence. He was just Tony.